The Good Ship Rover The Irish Rovers

I'm the son of the son of a sailor
And I spend all me time on the sea
On a tall clipper ship named the Rover
She's home to me shipmates and me
We've sailed her through all kinds of weather
Through waves that were high as the mast
And she brings us back safely to Ireland
To her home in the port of Belfast

And we'll drink to the health of the Rover
Likewise to the captain and crew
May kind Providence shine upon them
Whenever they're out on the blue

The good ship lies ready at anchor
We sail with the tide in the morn
Across the Atlantic to Boston
And to Frisco around by Cape Horn
Farewell and adieu to you Nancy
I'm off to the sea for awhile
And you are the one I will think on
Till I'm back in Paddy's green Isle

And we'll drink to the health of the Rover
Likewise to the captain and crew
May kind Providence shine upon them
Whenever they're out on the blue